What do you need?" Everything! Can we get together sometime tomorrow?" Hang on let me get my Daytimer... How about 4 o'clock tomorrow?" Great I'll see...you then. What do I need to bring?" The tape, his name, address, phone number, work address, Karen's schedule and when you'll be out of town again. See you at 4."Thank goodness Karen wasn't home yet, which gave me time to get control of my emotions. About an hour later Amy came downstairs letting me know she was home. We walked upstairs where she. I assured them that I was okay, that I was very sore, but should be able to go home in a day or two. After that, we sat and tried visiting. It was a chore just trying to keep them from fussing over me. It seemed like every time I tried to do something, one of them was there trying to do it for me. I finally got tired of it. ‘Girls, you’ve got to let me try to do things for myself. I’m not helpless. The sooner I start to do things for myself, again, the sooner I’ll be better.’ I could see that. Sadly, such a body was often covered up. She was far from being outgoing and willing to wear anything revealing, hence why she usually wore clothes as often as she could and could only handle wearing any less in the privacy of her own home... With one exception.She had a secret kink, a kink for exhibitionism. Despite her incredible, near overwhelming shyness, the idea of being stuck or even willingly naked in a place where she risks getting caught and seen was the best feeling she knew. It was. I do remember Jan moaning when I kissed her nipples a little with a soft lip bite on both of them, even before kissing her rosy lips. I did not have time to love those man toys because she wiggled and wriggled in my arms and slid down quickly, kneeling on the carpet between my legs with both hands extended in worshipping mode and grabbed my sex machine. She only inspected the beauty for quenching the thirst of her eyes and then started flicking her tongue all around the head of my cock, even.